one two freddy's commin' for you

three four better lock your door

five six grab your crucifix...



something wicked this way comes

premeditated evil numbs

cartoon kids crayola smiles

children of the korn fed styles

but i don't buy your lies

i see through your disguise

don't feel your screams or cries

why?...........



[chorus]

i'm sick of looking so sick i can't

i'm sick of the sycophant

sick of listening so sick i can't

i'm sick of the sycophant



i see you breathless and deranged

a little girl who's acting strange

tryna scare us with your scream

but it's all routine

and all you do is take

steal and immitake

you and what you create

your fake!.....



[repeat chorus]



i barely recognize... you in your new disguise

cosmetic covered eyes

just tell me why? why? why? why?



you put the make up on, take the make up off

searching to be found

but you're so fuckin' lost....



now the road to hell is paved with stones

and some of them are fakes and clones

counterfeits which suck and bleed us

wearin' fuckin' adidas

but something just ain't right, no substance only hype

with faith you got the life that made you rich

and a punk ass bitch!....



[repeat chorus]



sick of you and anyone like you, sometimes i think i've lost my mind... or else this 

whole world's blind!